Fragment of Memory

There are voices in the air.

I hear them loud and clear.
Like a shouted whisper.
Their words are like the flowing river.

Beat me up again and again.
Until I can no longer regain.
I don't want to take the blame.
My demons are in my memory lane.
From people who are feeding from my pain.
They drag me down with a chain.
Waiting for me to slice my vein.

Hit my face with your fist.
Crush my finger with your shoes.
Pull my hair till I bleed.

Choke me.
Restrain me.
Strip me.
Break me.
With your dirty little hands,
And your disgusting tongue inside my mouth.
For I am your whore.
Ready to be used in order for your unholy lust to be unrestrained.

Every piece of my remaining dignity..
Washed away with my tears.
But everything I do is in vain.
For I have no worth any longer.


Im drowning in my thoughts.
With a gun on my throat.